Morning Song

Here’s a page from a small fold out comic I painted. As you can see I have fetishized the violin.

There is a famous dead volinist and composer named Paganini who played so well, he was rumored to be the devil come up to tempt mortals with his seductive music.

Before some performances he razored halfway through of one of his four strings so that when he bowed violently the string broke. Without pausing, Paganini continued to play, using the other three strings to compensate for the one lost.

To this day, his “24 caprices”, confounds the fingers of all but the greatest soloist. A for myself, I examine the necks of strangers for the violin-hickey chafed on the skin by hours of regular practice. When I see one, I know that they have a little of the devil in them.